True

            “Kamui.”

            The other stared out the window pensively, eyes narrowing.

            “Kamui.”

            He ignored the calling of his brother and continued to glare out the window, his eyes following the raindrops that pummeled the ground.

            Subaru sigh, placing a hand on the tense shoulder, “You saw him didn’t you?” he knew his brother would only get like this whenever he saw the hunter’s double.

            “I hate him.” Kamui growled, “I should had killed him,”

            “You don’t mean that,” Subaru responded softly, reaching down to embrace his brooding twin. This usually did the trick, the instant touch eased the tension, and he felt Kamui melt against him. “It’s okay if you miss him.”

            Kamui turned to beam fury filled eyes at his brother, there were rare things that could make him be mad at Subaru—but this, implying that he missed that sorry excuse for a human? He shrugged Subaru’s arms off him. He turned to face the window fully. “Don’t ever say that again Subaru—ever,”

            “It’s true,” Subaru insisted, “And it’s okay if you miss him…”

            “No I don’t!” Kamui cut him off, not wanting to hear anymore, “Just-just be quiet, okay? Don’t mention him again—and I mean it,” golden eyes glared at his twin.

            Subaru nodded curtly, it was better to ignore Kamui’s nasty attitude and let him brood in peace, he knew that in an hour or so his brother would return to his normal, pleasant self.

            He did mean it when he told Kamui that it was okay for him to miss the other man, but once again his brother wouldn’t hear of it. He sighed, why did his brother refuse to see the truth?

            Subaru wondered if his brother was more content stewing in his discontent for the hunter than to just accept the possibility that the man meant something more to him.

            It hurt him to see his twin like that, embittered and in denial. He exhaled, there wasn’t much he could do for Kamui, and all he could was wait.

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            He missed him, and that’s what angered. He couldn’t hate the hunter, and that made it worse. He never wanted to give a name to that feeling, the one that made him wonder where the hunter could be—but he had. And it hurt.

            He rested his chin on his hand, looking out at the gray, dismal sky. He knew staring out a window wasn’t going to fix anything—nothing could.

            He watched from the corner of his eye his twin sitting in an upholstered chair, reading a book, but he knew he kept dashing worried looks at him from time to time.

            Kamui peeled himself off the windowsill and walked over to his twin. He knelt in front of him and rested his head on the thin lap, “Help me Subaru,” he managed quietly, “Help me forget him,”

            He felt Subaru’s fingers in his hair, then a warn pair of lips, “I’ll try.” But I know you won’t forget him, never.

            “Thank you.”